When I get stressed and shitYo I know you get stressed toWe all got stressAnd all they're trying to tell you is meditationAnd relaxing and all that shitfuck that man, that shit don't workThere's one thing that you can doIt's gonna be a peach But you gotta listen to me

Just kill your mother, that ain't cause your woman clean'Shut the fuck up bitch' and you stab her with a spleenKill your father that drunk and fucking waste a lifeWait till he's sleeping and give his fucking troath a sliceJust kill your teacher right in the fucking classroomDrag his bloody body inside the school bathroomRight between the classes when the halls are packedSo all the nerds who go to school that are like 'What the fuck was that? 'Kill your best friend when he's hanging at your house chilling'Nah man that's my homey' 'Man fuck it - just kill him'Take a sinder arc and smash it over his headAnd beat his bloody open skull till you know he's fucking deadHide the body in the closet till it starts to stinkChop him up with a paster and dispose him in a sinkCause I know the way you think and it's just like youYou wanna kill everybody see I'm just like youSo in the middle of the night, sneak out your cribBreak into the neighbours and don't the wake the kidsAnd pour gasoline all over the houseLight a match throw that shit in and burn the whole joint downJust kill people, old people, young people, black people white peopleDon't discriminate We're all equalI know nobody understands you and they think you're strangeSo take it from me that's my last name

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Go ahead and stab him, get a gun and blast himBreak a pipe and crack him, randomly attack himGet creative with em' torture when you kill em'Make them scream your name within in vein make him a victimSplit him wide open and take them organs and gutsThrow them at people in the street like whatfuck So many people to kill So little timeMurder, kill, rape, rob, steal, commit crimeGo to school tomorrow try to top columbineIn a trench coat with an Uzi killing kids without a timeKill the whole world till it's just you leftAnd stab your head with a pen till you kill your fucking selfI'm ill, I'm Q and I'm Prozac and PeckvilleTake Jones wand it might as well be sugarpillsCause it does nothing for me man I still wanna killI'm not gonna sop till my heart gets spilledSo what the fuck you waiting for, just go ahead and do itDon't stop till your covered in blood and body fluidsHahahahahahahahahahahahahahado it you chickenshit.. Fuck

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KillYeah what the fuck your waiting forWhat are you a little bitch?Just do it(Take a deep breeath, grab your knife and just do it)Don't talk the shit, do the shitLittle bitchshitCause if you was shit you don't just fucking kill somebody manHe's right Just fucking do it(Take a deep breath, grab your knife and just do it)